Chapter 16

Harry awoke to a loud banging and raised voices. He put on his glasses and looked at the clock. What's going on at eight thirty on a Sunday He thought to himself. He threw on some clothes and went to see what was going on.

"Professor it's an emergency. I have to talk to him," a very distressed Damon explained to McGonagal.

"What's going on?" Harry asked, starting to worry.

"I found this letter when I woke up this morning," Damon said as he hand him the folded paper. As Harry read the letter he felt his heart sink into his stomach. He crumpled the letter in his hand and made his way slowly to Dumbledore's office.

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"You sent for me, my Lord?" Snape asked as he bowed.

"Yes, how's the girl?" Voldemort asked, turning his attention to the man in the doorway.

"Alive, still sleeping," Snape replied, his voice dripping with boredom.

"Good," he said approvingly. "Keep her that way until I tell you otherwise."

"Yes, my Lord."

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"What am I supposed to do? This is the second, no third time they've taken her!" Harry asked, running his hand anxiously through his hair.

"To be quite honest, Harry, I have no idea," Dumbledore said sadly.

"Can I have a pen and paper?" Harry asked. Dumbledore handed them to him with a confused look on his face. "Please send these to Ginny. I'm going to get my daughter back…and end this."

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Kia opened her eyes to a strange room. It was very plain: the walls, floor, and ceiling were made of stone. The bed she was lying on was small yet comfortable. She pushed the blankets off and found that she was still in her pajamas. She went to push herself off the bed, but ended up falling on the hard stone floor.

"You can't walk," a deep voice said.

"I realize that," she snapped. She looked up into the black eyes of a Death Eater—the Death Eater who had taken her at Christmas. "May I ask why?"

"Because the potion we gave you took away your ability to walk, temporarily." He walked over and put her back on the bed.

"And why am I not allowed to walk?" she asked growing more fearful by the second.

"Side-effect of an immobility potion, you'll gain mobility in legs in a few hours," his voice was full of boredom.

"How'd I get here?" she asked, sighing.

"We called you and you came, as you were trained to."

"Trained to? What is that supposed to mean?" she demanded.

"Since you were little the Dark Lord has been entering your mind and manipulating your thoughts. This time he entered your mind and made you come to us."

"I only remember walking to the forest…" Kia recalled in disbelief.

"And then I brought you here. We couldn't have you roaming through the county side in that," she said, gesturing to her outfit: a black tank top and a pair of Damon's boxers.

"Well, I put them on to sleep in, not go hiking," she snapped in her defense. "Why am I here?" she demanded, thoroughly annoyed now.

"The same reason as that of last time and the time before that; to lure Potter into a trap," he explained.

"Do you mean my father? You can't do this!"

"I'm not doing anything, except getting out of here. So, in a strange sense I'm helping your father."

"Why?"

"I'm old and I'm tired, if I die it will be a relief." Kia sat silently as the full impact of his words sunk in.

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